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"Sailor!" Elayne snapped, slapping his face as hard as she dared without causing real harm. His pale cheek flushed red instantly. "Stop speaking so disrespectfully to the Lord! He's been nothing but kind to us! I understand you have your opinions, but if you came along just to insult him, then please go back!"
"Haha, okay, I'm sorry," Sailor replied lightly, unfazed by the slap. "You're the kind one here, Elayne… maybe too kind." He gently caught her hands for a moment. "I'm sorry if I upset you, but I have to speak my mind sometimes. That's just who I am."
"Haah! You're hopeless!" Elayne sighed, pulling her hands free and walking away with Mark and Blank. "I'm so sorry, Lord Blank…!"
"It's fine," Blank said calmly. "I don't let the words of an ignorant Undead bother me. Well, you're different, of course, Elayne."
"Am I?" Elayne asked curiously. "We're both Undead… I saved Sailor back then. He had completely given up on living…"
